Every weekend I read the real estate sections in the Globe and the Times and I get vaguely uneasy. Today: people who love sprawl, which is to say, lots and lots of people. Well, they all have bad taste. I guess someone keeps buying those hideous SUVs and driving them everywhere. “Walk everywhere with five kids?” says the interviewee. They have legs, don’t they? Maybe you need a giant stroller. Or a leash. At least it keeps the squalling brats out of my cafes.
Also, yet another article that supports my contention that the real estate market is an unhealthy and ineffecient market. I don’t just mean that the prices are too high, although they are: I mean that the way the market is structured, proper prices can’t be determined. The article suggests that it’s getting better, but I won’t be satisfied for some time yet.
Secretly Ironic 